Love Is

a poem about what love means to me.

Love is waking up to a kiss
It is a yearning for another's smile
It is a thought of them before yourself
Love is not jealous
It is not timed
It is not perfect
Love is a beautiful swirl of emotions
It is a chaos of moments that make a whole
It is a tailored universe for two
Love is not a strategic plan
It is not an easy, painless procedure
It is not a emotionless display
Love is cuddling up on a cold winter night
It is watching the flowers bloom in spring
It is warm and wild in the summer
It is sharing apple cider in the autumn
Love is not jealous
It is not timed
It is not perfect.

Author's Note

This is love to me.